Songtext von Mechanical Ballerina

Inside a dance hall Blue eyes of a little girl dreaming Dreaming of the snow-white swans But white swans passed by With childhood and unplayed games Just my pink point shoes stayd full of thorns Tear away my wings With a clockwork enegine replace my soul Plastic queen I am perfect machine Inside the dance hall There are locked the little girl's memories Memories and hole to stare Pouring my sweat and blood on stage Where others see beauty For me emptiness, so come and Tear away my wings With a clockwork enegine replace my soul Princess of playthings A perfect toy Construct an angel Illusions so much picturesque Deform my mind into a correct aeabesque Tear away my wings With a clockwork enegine replace my soul Princess of playthings A perfect Tear away my wings With a clockwork enegine replace my soul Plastic queen I am perfect machine